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Everyday, I feel like some guy is gonna tap me on the shoulder and say, "Hey bub, it's been fun, but ya don't really think this thing is gonna just keep going on like this do ya?" No deadlines to meet, no time constraints to dutifully schedule your whole life around, no superiors to tell ya what to do, when to do it, how to do it... And each month ya get a check in the mail and go happily on your way!
Actually, hasn't even been a month yet of retirement, haven't even gotten my first check as of yet (due later this week)- but I'm liking it just fine! The freedom is intoxicating- set your own schedule, your own priorities, and answer to no one; really, I'm goddamn giddy at times- will look in the mirror and just break into laughter...
And then I think about the world around me, the very country I live in run by a complete and utter buffoon, an unconscionable, criminal buffoon voted in by people many of my own age- not new to life adults who should have learned and known better many decades previous. And yet, here we are. A cartoon leader put into power by those whose knowledge of world affairs are that of cartoon imaginings. And one soon realizes how fragile and myopic our existence and perception truly are, at whatever level we may find ourselves.
The clock is ticking, this episodic high I now inhabit will be relatively short lived, and I fear for the planet I will leave behind- poisoned, wounded and left at the mercy of our worst; due in large part to the generation of which I was a part, the generation that was supposed to change everything for the better...
But- relax y'all! We got something to keep yer mind off alluh that! It's tried, and true, and never fails, not ever- fun starts at 4:12...
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